Kantang means potato.
Evan is a total kantang. In every sense of the word.
We met with his teachers today and no surprise that the subject he struggles most with is Chinese and the teacher basically told us that his biggest problems are comprehension and sentence construction. No surprise once again. We're told the old adage; read to him, expose him, speak to him, let him watch Chinese stuff. Basically, as the teacher very succinctly and hysterically put it, 'no input, no output.'
Basically, he's living up to the expectations of him being totally anglo. In other words, kantang.
The local phrase for someone who is Asian but is totally anglo. Because the anglo-white stereotype is one where many potatoes are eaten.
And once again, that's Evan, described to a T.
He does love his kantang. If I let him, he would eat it every meal of the day in any form. Shepherd's Pie, hash brown, mashed. Cubed and fried Asian style with carrots and minced pork atop rice.
There's no convincing him that it's high carb and he should cut down on it.
It explains the chubbed up version of Evan.
And since he was home today while we were waiting in the sweltering heat to see his teachers, it was perfect time for him to learn to cook his favourite kantang dish.
Happy is the boy who has his kantang.
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